Chapter 224 - 224 Witness

224 Witness

“At this point, you have to tell me the truth.” Wu Zheng glared at Shen Luo solemnly and said in a deep voice, “Continue. What else do you know?”

“I…” Shen Luo fell back into her chair and stared straight at the ground. She gulped and said, “I went to accompany a group of guests later on. By the time that group left, it was almost dawn. I wanted to go back to the lounge to check on Zhuang Meng.”

The bar was always quiet in the morning. Shen Luo, reeking of alcohol, stumbled as she opened the lounge door and heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Zhuang Meng sleeping soundly on the sofa.

She walked over and pushed Zhuang Meng. When she touched her cold arm, she was instantly shocked awake.

She quickly tested her breathing, and felt Zhuang Meng’s hot breath on her fingers. Shen Luo was relieved and reached out to push her again. She whispered, “Zhuang Meng? Wake up? Let me send you home to sleep?”

Zhuang Meng opened her eyes slightly. Although her eyes only opened a slit, tears still flowed out from them. “Sister Luo, did I have a dream just now?”

Shen Luo pursed her lips and lowered her head. She felt a surge of sadness. She reached out to hug Zhuang Meng’s shoulders and forcefully pulled her up from the sofa. She got Zhuang Meng’s coat and put it on her. She frowned and said, “You seem to be running a fever. I’ll send you back first. Do you have medicine at home?”

Zhuang Meng shook her head and let her tears fall. “If that wasn’t a dream, why would I take medicine?”

“You have to take it!” Shen Luo suddenly grabbed her hand tightly and stared into her eyes seriously. “I can’t bring you back to my house. Tell me your address.”

Zhuang Meng named a neighborhood. Shen Luo sighed, put on her jacket, and helped her out of the bar.

Zhuang Meng suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her behind the wall at the corner.

At the main entrance, the Manager was pressing a waitress against the wall and hugging her. He was playing with the girl’s long hair. Anyone who saw the evil smile on his face knew what he was going to do next.

Zhuang Meng covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from making a sound. She quickly ran to the back door and pushed it open to leave.

Shen Luo hurriedly followed her. After accompanying her for a few steps, she suddenly felt her stomach ache. She leaned against the wall, and her face instantly turned pale.

Zhuang Meng was still walking forward, oblivious to what had happened. Shen Luo called her name and she stopped in her tracks.

There was no taxi at the back of the bar. They had to walk to the street in front. However, Shen Luo’s stomach was hurting badly. She was afraid that she would not be able to make it to Zhuang Meng’s house, so she turned around and returned to the bar. Before she left, he instructed Zhuang Meng to wait for her here and not walk around.

Zhuang Meng nodded blankly.

That was when Shen Luo and Zhuang Meng parted ways. When she saw Zhuang Meng again, she was already a tragic corpse.

She went back to the bar to use the toilet and managed to stop the violent abdominal pain. By the time she rushed back, half an hour had passed.

Shen Luo could not see Zhuang Meng anywhere. She thought that Zhuang Meng had left by herself. Just as she was about to give up looking for her and go home, she suddenly saw a figure leave from the other side.

Shen Luo could not see the person’s appearance clearly. After subconsciously following him for two steps, she suddenly sensed that something was amiss. A chill suddenly ran up her spine, and an inexplicable fear stirred in her heart.

She hurriedly ran back to the lounge of the bar, her heart filled with indescribable fear. It was only when someone discovered the corpse that she understood where that fear came from.

At that time, she was standing less than 60 meters away from Zhuang Meng’s corpse.

“Tell us in detail about the figure, what clothes he was wearing, and how tall he was. Tell us everything you know.”

Meng Heng slapped the table excitedly and picked up a pen to record this crucial clue.

However, Shen Luo shook her head and cried in fear. “I don’t know. I’m a little short-sighted. At that time, I was a distance away and really didn’t pay much attention.”

“You didn’t even notice what he was wearing?” Wu Zheng questioned coldly, his brows tightly knit together.

This was the only witnesses to these three serial murders. They must not come up empty-handed!

“He-he was wearing… a shirt.” Shen Luo panted heavily, as if she was recalling the creepy feeling. She could not help but tremble. Her hands were clenched in fear, and her fists were raised to her cheeks. This was a classic defensive posture.

“What color shirt?” Meng Heng continued to ask.

Shen Luo shook his her and hesitated for a moment before saying slowly, “It might be blue.”

“Are you sure?” Meng Heng and Wu Zheng looked at each other and recorded this clue in their notebooks.

Shen Luo nodded and suddenly said firmly, “Yes, it was blue. I still have some impression of it.”

“Miss Shen, what else can you remember?” Wu Zheng softened his tone and slowly guided her. “What else did you see or hear? You can tell us. If you help us solve the case, and we will tell your Manager that you have done a good deed.”